Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Dear Santa,

We have a problem. I suppose that should be ‘Houston’, but as you live at the North Pole, it didn’t fit.

But it’s that serious.

You know how you leave presents under the Christmas Tree? You always leave mine there for me to find. Well, she says we might not be able to have one this year! No tree!

She says there’s nowhere to put one.

Well, I know there’s not a lot of space in here… and she says she won’t put it in front of the fishes… but surely there must be something she can shift?

I mean, I love this new place.  There’s no stairs for me not to be allowed up, so there’s nowhere she can really hide where I can’t get at her. The doors open easy… and the garden is just great for running round. I can get outside as soon as…